After he had cooled a bit, I released him and climbed offthe bed. I positioned myself so that I was standing right next to hisupturned face. I gave hi... a wanton look of desire, lips parted, tonguecircling my mouth; then I reached down, hooked my panties with mythumbs, and slowly drew them off. I wish I could have captured the lookon my handsome stud's face as my she-male "clit" sprang free. I couldtell he was in shock, but he was also too aroused to back off. I hadplanned it that way. I stifled. .I've never used one before. I mean, I don't know how to use one," I admit embarrassed."Oh," she exclaims excitedly, "that’s not a problem, I'll show you."I immediately thought she was going to have me whip out my cock and she'd suck it hard and put one on me. Instead she brings a banana in from the kitchen. I feel like a kid."Take a condom out of the box and tear open the wrapper," she instructs.I do what I'm told and hold the unraveled condom in one hand. She takes the condom from me and. She was very down to earth and had a natural beauty about her. Not unlike the “girl next door charm” of Sandra Bullock whom she favored. No, it wasn’t until later in the season with her jumping up and down cheering on the “Butterflies” that he caught a glimpse of that enticing angle made by the buttock meeting the back of the thigh. He was mesmerized by the revelation that her jogging shorts made every time she left the earth. Her smooth rounded cheek and her muscular thigh were a joy to. “The boy’s waitin’ for his girl, ma’am,” Mr. Kershaw said. “You raised him right, Mrs. Hughes. He’s a mighty polite young man.”Mom laughed brightly, leaned down, and kissed him on the forehead. He blushed six shades of red and smiled bashfully. When my family headed back down to the lake, Mr. Kershaw leaned toward me again. I braced myself for the expected off-color comment. I didn’t know how I’d react to him talking about my mother, so I steeled myself.“She’s a good woman, your momma,” he.